On the seventh day the transportation was on again! We determined to bus to SwayamBhu a temple whose main attraction was a staircase of three hundred twenty five steps. I was filled with all sorts of anticipatory thoughts of Asian temples on the top of massive staircases – a sort of classic archetype of the Asian stories I had read. I was ready to climb all day long to feel the same ache in my legs as my martial artist heroes.
Well apparently three hundred twenty-five steps is really not a big deal. On the first part the stairs were fairly shallow and only at the end did they rise steeply. We reached the top barely breathing hard. The view from the top was nice but it was somewhat spoilt by all the tourist salesmen.
We bussed back and socialized and played games for the rest of the day.
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